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Characters / Delta, Loner Wolf
« on: February 09, 2013, 02:52:35 pm »
Name: Delta
Species: wolf
gender: she-wolf
age: 1 year
mate: nope
pups: nope
personality: polite, protective, realistic and optimistic
looks: she has a scarred face, white underfur and grey main fur
History: Delta lived a normal wolf life in the falling river pack but got send away when she was a year old. She saw her mother laughing as she tried to get back into the pack. Her dad was ashamed about her. Now, what did she do? you may ask. She killed a pup while playing accidentaly. When the leader found out what happened she got banished from the pack. She roamed in forests she didn't even knew of and started to lose hope as she had fallen ill. When she waited for the death to take her away she remembered what her dad once told her: A wolf isn't a wolf without hope. She reallized that she needed to have faith in herself and teached herself how to hunt on big animals. She came to be a great huntress but she did it diffrent then other wolves. When she met some of the other loners she always said goodby e with atleast one scar. Even when they wanted to work together with her. They always said that her hunting tactic was weird so she slapped them and it always ends up in a fight....


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Characters / Nightsky
« on: October 07, 2012, 04:30:34 am »
Oh hi my name is nightsky!
I am an female grown up demon.
My status=
parents: quicksilver, poison
sisters and brothers: (way too many)
mate: none
pack= none
pups: 1 (dead)
roleplay sample:
She walked through the forest searching for any avaible prey. Then she hears pawsteps in the bushes in front of her and she immediately crouched when a huge dog, twice as big as her jumps on her back. She throws him off and bites him in his leg. The poison dripping out of her tooth mixes with the blood of the dog. After a few seconds the dog falls on his side and starts to breath heavily. She pressed her nails in his brest and said "Terror...Terror is the last thing you see." The dog cry's and trys to get up but nightsky presses her nails deep in his brest and makes an giant scarr from his brest to his stumach. then she leaves

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